"Fuuuck off!" Rael yelled as he kicked the Undead Guardian straight in its scaly nuts.
And for the first time since the fight began, he finally managed to land a critical hit.
-32,853,456,297! [32,853 Billion] | Critical Hit! (x1 Melee)
The Undead Guardian flapped its wings in surprise as it recoiled.
Its body was riddled with wounds, and its scales had long since broken off.
If Rael had to estimate, at least 4 hours had passed since he had begun fighting this thing.
But finally, it was done.
—Undead Dragonborn Guardian (Duke Class Elite) [Level 2000] [2.72 Trillion / 85.865 Trillion HP]
He had toned down his MTP usage so as not to cross over the Excess, and he was finally at his limit.
[MTP: 3,544 Billion / 6,570 Billion [+0 Billion Excess]]
Any more and I'm going to bleed money, not very nice, Rael thought with a hum.
But even so, he had to end this here.
He focused on the Undead Guardian, who slowly staggered over to Rael.
